Okay. Y'know what? That vodka is needed right now, and Nancy wastes no time in unscrewing the top and pouring a liberal amount into her coffee.

She needs to answer him, she knows Stiles really won't let this one go until she answers him, so she takes time to enjoy her vodka and coffee. It doesn't taste like anything.

"When I called him a devil, I wasn't lying," is her answer to his poorly phrased question. The real answer was that it depended on what he needed them for.